Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 237|Thinking that the bandits, thieves and bandits make chaos

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There is a small yard behind the blacksmith's shop, where the blacksmith's household items are placed, and there are several low-rise wing rooms.

When the Chenghuang Temple was prosperous, Wang Tiejiang’s father-in-law rented out a part of the yard for businessmen or people from the countryside to go to the market for a night. It was cheaper than an inn and was also cheaper than the Datongpu where the coolie coachmen lived. clean.

The wing room is short and small. There is a Kang built with bricks against the wall, unlike a Kang, the bed is not a big mound of a bed.

A plank is placed on top, and quilts are laid in winter and mats in summer, so that it is very good.

It's too young to be aggrieved. It is difficult for an adult man to turn over. He can only lie upright and motionless.

In addition to the fire in the blacksmith shop in front, this yard is not cold in winter and suffers in summer. Therefore, Wang Tiejiang only lives in the shop, and his wife and children are in the country house.

——These shortcomings are nothing in Moli's eyes.

Cross-leg meditation and breathing adjustments don’t take much place. The masters of the inner family are not afraid of the severe cold and heat, and the dark and dark area of ​​the house without windows is just enough for him to take a bath!

While the swordsman and Meng Qi were both going out, Mo Li asked Blacksmith Wang to borrow a wooden barrel. Without using hot water, he drew water from the well in the courtyard and carried it into the house.

Fish cannot be changed.

Just wash and wash as you like, just having the ink carp is already very satisfying.

The water in the well was very cold, and the ink carp washed it again and couldn't help but put on the clothes and then took the water and changed the water into the wooden bucket to soak.

In such hot weather, you should stay underwater.

Soaking, Moli heard the movement from the blacksmith's shop at the door, and it was the swordsman who came back.

Moli's eyes are half-open and half-closed, and his expression is lazy and doesn't want to move.

Who knows that I heard Meng Qi’s voice immediately, and I can afford it if I don’t want to. The ink carp slowly grabbed the edge of the barrel and stepped out of the barrel, steaming the water droplets on his body internally, reluctantly Began to wear clothes.

The clothes are newly "buy".

They touched back to the city in the middle of the night, and Meng Qi went straight into a clothing store, left the money and took it away and bought two sets of clothes that fit.

When doing extraordinary things at extraordinary times, Mo Li has no objection to this, but Meng Qina's clothes are a bit undesirable.

The scholar clothes of the Confucian scarf and cloth robe may be for the good luck of the title of the gold list. The cuffs and collars are embroidered with gold laurels, and the shading of the robe is also Guizhi. Moli has never worn such "flower clusters" clothes in his entire life, and the whole person's breath has also changed, as if he has changed from a hermit to a promising master.

A folding fan may be missing from the romantic talent.

Moli pulled up his sleeves and walked out helplessly.

I met Meng Qi head-on, who was wearing a Confucian robe with a golden osmanthus pattern exactly like him.

According to Meng Qi, it will be the Qiuwei Township Examination in two months. You have to go to the prefectural government to take the examination. At this time, it is very common to encounter testers returning home on the road, and ordinary people and soldiers will not do this. Too much suspicion arose from his raw face.

Nonsense!

Mo Li thought, with the face of Meng Qi, only wearing this ostentatious clothes, the internal strength of restraining the breath is not good.

It must be noticed wherever it goes.

Meng Qi smiled and entered the door. When he noticed the moisture that hadn't disappeared from the tips of Moli's hair, the corners of his lips suddenly smiled with a little regret.

——I want to see the scales! I want to see the scales exposed on Ayu's back and chest when he takes a bath!

Just the last glimpse of Meng Qi was enough for Meng Qi's imagination.

Moli: "..."

Someone's heart beats like a drum.

"Cough, it's hot, it's a bit angry." Meng Qi turned his head.

He holds three stacks of paper bags tied with string, each containing lotus crisp, red bean rolls and sesame candy bars.

These are the three best dim sum shops in Run County.

As soon as it spreads out, the lotus crispy fragrant is overwhelmed by the deep-fried aroma.

The swordsman who was about to invite the "master" to repair the knife suddenly realized that since yesterday morning he found the dead man's body in a blood-washed rice shop in the ruined temple, and then tracked down the account book. Unfortunately, he met the old monk Meng Qi Moli Yuanzhi, He has never eaten anything! !

Hungry until the front chest sticks to the back.

People from the rivers and lakes, especially a killer, are normal not to eat all day and night.

The disadvantage is that when the scent of food is smelled and there is no danger around, hunger will come like a flood that bursts a bank.

The knife man touched his clothes, empty.

So the question is, how should he brazenly sacrifice to the five internal organs temple?

"Master..."

"Call me King Tiesmith, if someone hears of it, it will cause trouble."

Wang Tiejiang has a stern face, trying to maintain the image of a proud foundry, and he is exhausted.

Anyway, he has seen it through, Meng Qi will not expose him, but he will not help him either.

In order to save his life, Wang Tiejiang can only play the master casting master in front of the swordsman.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you borrow some copper coins?"

The swordsman said this sentence cold and hard, and Wang Tiejiang was taken aback.

I saw the swordsman tensed and murderous, it is so clear that borrowing money is like stealing money.

Meng Qi was looking around to avoid the ink carp, and almost laughed when he saw this scene.

The guy abducted from Piaoping Pavilion is a real treasure. When he was looking for someone to borrow money, he mobilized his muscles all over his body. He looked terrifying—what's the matter, is he afraid of being rejected, or is he able to summon the courage to borrow money?

The corners of the black carp's lips rise slightly. Speaking of which, after he met Meng Qi, many people walked with them along the way.

The oldest one is Lu Yan. When the second prince should be cheeky, his cheek was thicker than the bend of the city wall. If Lu Yan was here today, he would definitely take a piece of lotus cake and put it in his mouth, pretending to be silly.

As for the knife man, his skin is probably thinner than the layer of glutinous rice paper outside the sesame candy bar.

"How much do you want?" Wang Tiejiang asked with a grimace.

If he can send people away with money, he will give him all the money.

At this time, there was noise and fighting from outside the shop, and pedestrians dodged around. Some of them entered the blacksmith's shop, interrupting the swordsman's plan of borrowing money.

"What's the matter?" Wang Tiejiang subconsciously picked up the hammer and looked around.

The person who avoided the entrance explained in a panic: "The city gate was blocked and not allowed to go out. Someone had a conflict with the Ya Ya!"

"What?"

The caravans trapped in the city eager to leave are all caravans, but ordinary caravans do not clashed with the government. Only the people of the rivers and lakes have unruly temperament, and they just leave. Especially those who relied on high martial arts, regardless of official bans, overturned roadblocks, hit one by one, and did not leave their hands.

Wang Tiejiang is a little worried. He is confused about the origins of Meng Qi and others, and he does not know if he will have trouble with his upper body.

He was looking at the chaos on the street and suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind him.

Wang Tiejiang was unpreparedly pushed and staggered, and fell down by the ironing stove, his hair and beard were instantly scorched by sparks.

A muffled sound.

A small blue arrow was nailed to the place where Wang Tiejiang was standing.

It was the swordsman who overthrew the king's blacksmith, and he jumped out of the shop with a knife.

The person who put the cold arrow was hidden in the crowd, and the location was excellent, and the sound of the sharp arrow breaking through the air was also covered by the noise on the street. It is a pity that the swordsman standing next to Wang Tiejiang is a master who knows nothing but practice swords and murder.

"Wow!"

Meng Qi raised the barrel by the well and poured water on Wang Tiejiang's face in time.

The fire went out, but it was a pity that the beard and hair of King Tiesmith was burnt black.

The passers-by who avoided entering the forge noticed that it was wrong, and screamed in unison, and rushed out. One of the aunts with a cloth towel wrapped her head tripped over the threshold and did not get up for a long time.

"Aunt Liu?"

Wang Tiejiang suddenly discovered that this was still a neighbourhood, and while he was still in shock, he hurried to help him because he was afraid of what might happen to him.

"Ding—pop!"

Two sounds almost connected together, Wang Tiejiang only felt that his whole figure was flying backwards like clouds and fog, and when his heels landed, he was already standing in the backyard. He originally planned to go to the old neighbourhood to help, and moved to this street, Aunt Liu, who has sold sewing sachets for five years, holding a sharp dagger in her hand.

The tip of the dagger is gone.

When Tiesmith Wang approached, Aunt Liu quietly drew out the dagger by lying on the ground to cover her body.

She was about to follow Wang Tiejiang’s support, and when she pierced the dagger into Wang Tiejiang’s abdomen with her right hand, she was hit by a flying sesame candy stick. At the same time, the tip of the knife broke. The sound of the tip of the knife breaking and hitting the door frame.

Meng Qi threw the sesame candy sticks.

He held the Wang Tiejiang’s shoulders, led the person back five feet, and landed in the courtyard.

Aunt Liu suddenly screamed when she saw that a blow was missed, and saw a dozen or so masters in common folk costumes suddenly over the wall, holding a short crossbow and shooting a round of poisonous arrows into the courtyard wall.

Mo Carp's eyes flickered, he reached out his hand to take the King Tiesmith, and retreated into the wing.

Meng Qi's robe sleeves were flicked without any cumbersomeness, and his internal strength was violent. The sharp arrows had already turned within a few steps before him, and they fell on the courtyard wall and the ground.

The archer couldn't see it, and didn't panic, all jumped off the courtyard wall.

Wang Tiejiang stared at the battle in the courtyard in amazement.

The visitor, including Aunt Liu, has both men and women, both of them are martial arts weird. Their body skills are magical and magical, and they suddenly bend their waist while hitting them, and kick out the sharp edge of the boot with another sliding step.

They even faintly formed a formation to help each other and surround Meng Qi.

"This...what kind of school is this? Is it a master of foreign land outside the customs?"

Wang Tiejiang is not sure, because these people just have a slightly higher nose bridge, they look like merchants from the north, and their hair and eyes are normal.

The black carp kicked on the bath tub filled with water in the room, and the inner force poured into it. The bath tub almost slammed into the wall with great force.

Only hearing a bang, the wall of the wing opposite the roadway collapsed directly, and behind the wall, those who ambushed and lifted the fire breaker and were about to throw it to the thunderbolt tube were smashed to the blood, and the pouring bucket returned these. The unlit black fire. The medicine was soaking wet.

Wang Tiejiang is already stupid.

Moli has a keen hearing, and found something wrong across the wall, and those who attacked thought that the attention of Moli and others was attracted by the master who leaped into the wall.

There are not many of these lightning pipes, but it is no problem to blow up a wing. What is especially dangerous is that Wang Tiejiang was so frightened that he was stuck on the wall before.

"A smart person is easy to calculate a smart person, because he can think of what I can think of."

Meng Qi said so.

Of course, it is not accidental that Moli chose this wing room. Below this room is the cellar.

In addition to wanting to kill, the real goal of the attacker was to destroy the corpse of Li Zhubo in the cellar.

"Go!"

Unlike Meng Qi, Moli will at least give a reminder when leading people to perform light work.

Then Tiejiang Wang felt dizzy again, feeling that he was flying in the clouds, and when he landed, he saw the scarred face of the swordsman, which was green and distorted.

Although the swordsman easily left the blacksmith Wang and chased the guy who threw the hidden weapon in the crowd because he believed in Meng Qi's Moli, he walked as if he was in a plan to tune the tiger away from the mountain, and a group of people followed and besieged the blacksmith shop. , It really makes him shameless as a killer.

"Take someone, you go to Wang Tiejiang's house in the country." Mo Li frowned.

He originally thought that Piaoping Pavilion was waiting at the blacksmith shop to deal with the swordsman. After all, Wang Tiejiang was a fake foundry, and he didn't have much friendship with the swordsman. He could only say that the swordsman was likely to come to this person. Now that there is a mess, if Piaopingge thinks that Wang Tiejiang's wife and children are a bargaining chip, it is very likely to do it against him.

Mo Lei stuffed the king's blacksmith to the swordsman, and returned to the blacksmith's shop.

He put out the fire with a palm, and when I stepped into the hospital, I saw a dozen masters who were suspected of inheriting the martial arts of the Xiliang Kingdom, spinning around Mengqi like a demon jumping god, and spinning like a rabbit and a mallard.

In the afterimages, there are ruthless killer moves.

In the strange way of martial arts, Mo Li felt it difficult to intervene for a while. He was holding a bladeless blade and was about to disrupt the opponent's battle. Suddenly, a purple light appeared.

The afterimage of the sword body.

The castration was shocking.

Meng Qi's figure suddenly rises, and the overspread sleeves cover the blazing sun, just like a falcon, riding on the wind.

The remnants of the rapidly swirling surroundings stopped for a while, before turning into a defensive position, they were already broken under the shock of the sword.

Meng Qi is in the air, taking dozens of steps out of thin air, each step is on the strange weapons of the masters of the Xiliang Kingdom, and the internal force sticks those weapons and deflects under his feet, screaming. Crashed into a ball.

"The eye enters the illusion, in all things, the illusory view of existence, such as seeing the empty flower..."

Meng Qi stepped on one person's heart for the last time, and that person had clearly dodged. However, after a dozen people were in chaos, after turning offensive to defensive, this person seemed to have sent himself to Meng Qi's feet.

"...Knowing is to see, not from the roots, not from the emptiness."

Meng Qi said every word, and every time he uttered a voice, one person cried out in pain.

The crowd fought and fought hard, and the ultimate move was even more weird, but the soft sword in Meng Qi's hand was like a gust of wind, wandering among the afterimages.

The long wind blows the green glaze to pieces, and the duckweed gathers with the wind.

For Mengqi, the siege below is just a piece of lake water. For the masters of Xiliang, they are like duckweeds in the water, trying to cover everything, but they are drawn more and more frightened. Obviously there was no error in the formation, why was he suddenly beaten passively?

They were even more horrified and said that what Meng Qi said was the source of their martial arts.

Later, Meng Qi stepped on their shoulders, backs, and wrists step by step, and everyone’s weapons fell to the ground, and the sword of the heartfelt sword was randomly swung, and everyone involuntarily followed the "swirl flow". ".

"Hey, back then, Mojieti Temple transformed the "Srangama Sutra" into martial arts, and created thirteen celestial demon ego clergy. This'konghua formation' I had already seen in the Daxia King of Xiliang on that day. You are not as good as one-third of the monks of Mojieti Temple, dare you to show your ugliness in front of me?

When Meng Qi said the last sentence, his figure finally fell.

With a sword flower in his right hand, he saw that no one in the courtyard could stand except the ink carp.

Jin Guishang is shining brightly in the sunshine.

Mo Li thought for a while and clapped his hands silently.

Good formation, good swordsmanship.